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LA LA LA LA, I'M NOT CRAZY!! AHAHAH!
My Name Is Coralyn..here is my life story.
My parents are Dana and Lilibeth, and I have a brother named Mathew who hates my guts, and wishes I were dead. I wasn't ment to be born, and my birth almost killed my mom, but instead left her with a sickness that she wont recover from. She would of had an abortion, but she is Catholic, and my dad said "let just keep it". I was told this for the first time when I was 5.
My parents are very old. My dad is 60, and my mom is like 50. My dad met my mom in the Philipines during Vietnam, and they got married. Having really old parents is not the greatest thing.. they don't understand anything modern, they can't hear well, and they're cheap.
I think my brother hated me ever since I was born. I've always been extremely annoying, and I asked way too many questions. My brother Mathew has been playing baseball ever since I could remember, and still plays baseball to this day (he's 19). He thinks I'm really shallow and spoiled, which is partically true, but do I really deserve a beating for it? He moved out in January, but I think I'm still emotionally scard
I have a huge Family. My Grandmother had like 14 kids, which means I have aproximately 3 Billion cousins. The ones I mostly talk to are the ones that are here in the states. Kimberly, Kate, Julian, Brandon, and Lesley. All my cousins here are half Filipino like me.. and half American.. or else they would be back in the Philipines with the rest of them.
I don't talk to my dad's side of the family much, so lets jsut stick to my Mom's. Any how, My grandma is a quite interesting character, she doesn't speak a word of English except things like "Merry Christmas" which is kinda strange walkin in on a nice summer day and saying "hello grandma" and she replies "Merry Chritmas"... Anyway, yah, she's pretty cool, even if I can't understand her half the time. Her room is full of shrines.. Jesus everywhere, which most ppl would find extremely creepy, but I always have found her room very comforting. My grandma is also like a Kleptomanic... anything she sees laying around she boxes up and sends to our cousins in the Philipines. One time on a visit in the 4th grade, I saw one of my cousins wearing my nike shoes that I had in Kindergarten... "That's where they went...."
Moving on, my cousins. My cousin Kimberly is very cool.. she is pretty weird.. for a 10 year old. She sk8boards.. plays video games, has a boyfriend named John.. She once asked my friend what Butt was made out of, and claimed she wanted to eat butt....Candice has been traumatized for life. Then there's Julian.. Julian is odd... he loves Videogames, and would rather date his Xbox than a real girl.. he's 13 of course. Brandon (Julian Little Brother; age 6.. or.. 7.. or something) is extremely hairy, and reminds me of a monkey... and is probably going to be gay when he grows up. Next, there's Lesley, she lives in.. she lives somewhere, and visits every once in a while, yah, she's the same age as me.
I've lived here all my freakin life.. I swear, everyone seems to come and go, and I get left behind. I use to live over in Elverta, in this huge house, with a built in pool, and huge-ass back yard, with a little apartment in the back... and A Barn.. I had my own little skating area, and my brother had this little basketball court thing.... and we had a dog named Lucky.. now.. we live in this dinky apartment, in this ghetto-ass nieghborhood, and I haven't played outside for lik 2 years.. and my dog was put to sleep. We were only suppose to stay here like 3 months, but we've been here little over a year. I hate it here.. more than anything in the world.
Ever since I was little I was kind of strange. Everyone always thought I was a smart kid (except my close friends and family), but I'm really the biggest idiot ever... and have always gotten the worst grades. I always use to make things.. I'd write on desks, draw on boxes.. I was constantly drawing. At reccess I'd have to sit on the line outside of class because I didn't to my homework.. I'd either sit there and stare blankly at the sky, or I'd draw. Drawing use to get me a lot of attention, even up to Jr. High. people would say how good I was at it, and how talented I was, but now I'm in highschool, and everyone is better than me at everything.
I've never had a boyfriend in my entire life, as.. uh... sad as that sounds. Even my 10 year old cousin has a boyfriend, but not me, not ever. I think I'm going to be alone for the rest of my life. I can imgine being like 70 years old, living on the scariest house at the end of the block. All the little kids.. would make up stories about me, and ride by my house throwing rocks at the pourch, until my huge ass saint bernard would chase them down the street. I'd be inside.. talking to my miniture cactus..
All my friends are mega smart. Honnors classes.... every.. single... one.. of...them.. while me, I'm in all the idiot classes. I think I need new friends, ones that make me feel less inferior, Lol.
My family at home hates me with a passion. They wish I wasn't around, and would probably kill me if they could get away with it. I freak out a lot, and start throwing things, and screaming.. yah, then a second later, I'm laughing, and jokin around. My dad thinks I'm nutty and I need help.. litterally, and I kno that isn't normal. I complain to them every single day about how I don't want to be here. Everyday the same routine goes down.. I come home.. I yell... I yell a little more.. I throw something.. I throw something again, it's quiet for a second, I slam my door, I come back 10 minutes later, and I tell off my dad... then he tells me off... and I cry, then he sleeps, and then I have dinner.
I use to have a close inner circle... Joe, Terri, Nikki, Candice.. and Me.. and then on the side, I had Tami and Priscilla. .. but now.. Joe and me don't hang out much, Nikki is in Travis, Candice is on the otherside of the country, and Terri sold out on me (long story).. Priscilla doesn't talk to me, and Tami died a few days before Christmas a while back...Now, I hang out with.. Janelle, Jennifer, and Jonah. A group of extremely smart asians, and most of the time I don't feel like I fit in, but they're still cool ppl.
Um, lets see, I'm a kind of quiet person, but when do speak people tell me I sound like a 7 year old (and they wonder why I don't speak) I can't really stand any other music besides punk, or rock.. or around those lines, so sometimes my friends torture me with Pop songs. I was Born March 25th and have the right amount of fingers and toes. I have like the worse selfesteem ever! It's sad really, If anyone says the slightest thing to me, I pretend not to care until I get home, and then I die! I like to make fun of people, which I kno isn't very nice, and I only do it around my real friends that I feel comfortable with... some ppl find me funny, others just find me annoying which is like 95% of the human race..... hmmmm.. I'm running out of things to say.. so, I'll just stop right.. about... here!
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